October 2009
2 posts
“Did government create the earth?”
– My P3 Tutee.
May 2009
10 posts
“when hurt turns red and a piece of your heart is missing. when the cold bites...”
– i wrote this for you (via scribble-scribbles)
“Just because I am running in your direction doesn’t mean I am racing to your...”
– (via quotewhore) (via pockpicket)
“He sees that you are numb. It worries him. He doesn’t try, in any big heroic...”
– joan wickers (via tellherlies) (via catfaces) (via catastrophe23)
April 2009
7 posts
LOOKBOOK.nu: ☺here!☻HERE! →
unspoken words to 10 different people.
1. You’re looking in all the wrong places, wish I had the guts to help or at least try.
2. I am the complete opposite of your vision of me, and I am both glad and sad because of that.
3. I can readily name so many things I dislike about you, but…
4. I’m secretly annoyed with you most of the time
5. Why don’t you care anymore?
6. We need to catch up or we never will, I...
March 2009
3 posts
“Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage...”
“I love you even though you’re probably still sleeping now”
February 2009
6 posts
In his memory he was often running. He sailed past the houses on his street lined with dusty eucalyptus trees, past the Shreiners’ tennis court where Mr. Shreiner lunged to return the endless rounds the ball machine steadily fired at him, past the Reids’ gazebo strung with wisteria, the school yard, the rise of foothills. He flew past his mother, who lay in a lawn chair with a book...
travel.
I have a sudden secret wish to go back to Japan (armed with my cameras and my limited, but existant, knowledge of the Japanese language) alone.
Jonathan Safran Foer on literaryquotes: Extremely...
“I felt, that night, on that stage, under that skull, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if like was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and...
sounds good?
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Thisishowiholdontoyou.
Late at night, as I lie on the pillow waiting for sleep to claim my consciousness, I think about you.
Closing my eyes I try to remember everything, recreating scene after scene in my mind. Starting with the tiniest detail; the strange, yet familiar feel of my pen, forming figures on paper placed on the tableclothed glass surface, the paper creasing under the pressure of the nib, pressing onto the...
January 2009
7 posts
note to myself
The Spirit Song
‘Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus
I can only imagine
“2. WHAT I AM NOT My brother and I used to play a game. I’d point to a chair. “THIS IS NOT A CHAIR,” I’d say. Bird would point to the table. “THIS IS NOT A TABLE.” “THIS IS NOT A WALL,” I’d say. “THAT IS NOT A CEILING.” We’d go on like that. “IT IS NOT RAINING OUT.” “MY SHOE IS NOT UNTIED!” Bird...
To God, For 2009
Be Thou My Vision
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart; Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art. Thou my best Thought, by day or by night, Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word; I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord; Thou my great Father, I Thy true son; Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight;...
No Day But Today
I will be honest with God.
I will stop trying to make everything turn out perfect/beautiful.
I will work on becoming who and what I’m designed for.
For Him.
And for him.
December 2008
8 posts
“Word clots are worse than blood clots — because blood clots more or less...”
– Meenakshi Reddy Madhavan, You are here
“There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one’s own pain weighs...”
– Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
freedom
I want to be able to laugh and cry to my heart’s content. I want to love fully, freely, and recklessly, without reason or rationality. I want to be able to pursue ideals and chase after dreams fearlessly and passionately. I want the freedom to live life to the fullest, unrestricted by laziness, complacency, passiveness, timidity. And people.
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“What should I do about the wild and the tame? The wild heart that wants to be...”
– Winterson, Lighthousekeeping
